Monday, 6 August 2018

Paris in June

Last night, I realised that I never blogged about my trip to Paris in June. During my childhood and early adolescence, Paris topped my bucket list, and when I finally went for the first time in October 2017 with a couple of my friends, it was such an amazing time (you can read about that here!) A week after that trip, I somehow acquired a boyfriend (yeah, I don't know how either) and a few months later we booked our own trip to Paris. I wanted to go again, and he'd never been, so why not?

I decided to stay in an AirBnB because I'd had such a positive experience before. It makes for a much nicer experience to visit a home rather than a hotel room, and they're quite often cheaper, too. We actually ended up staying in a small apartment just a couple of streets away from where I stayed before - this wasn't intentional as you're not given the exact address until you've booked somewhere, but I did know it was in the same district. Montmartre is beautiful. It's not right in the centre, but I like that it's away from the tourist attractions yet only 20/30 minutes or so on the metro.

Here's a photo of our apartment which I LOVED. It was much, much smaller than the one I stayed in before, and definitely couldn't have fit more than two guests, but it was perfect for us. You can check out all the details here if you're looking for somewhere to stay (not sponsored or anything, just for anyone who might be interested.)

It's only a five minute walk from the metro, so getting around was quick and easy, especially as I'd done it before. The first day, however, started slightly traumatically. After getting up at 3am to get the earliest Eurostar to Paris, we knew we would get to the apartment an hour before check-in, but we weren't too bothered about that. But then it got later, and later... and we were just sat on the steps outside with our suitcases, with no contact from the host. It got to a point where I didn't know what to do and all I could do was imagine the worst case scenario: that the host never turned up. What if all the hotels were booked? What if they weren't but it was expensive? Where would we go? I was so stressed that part of me just wanted to go back home - but even that wasn't an option, because 1) They can be hundreds of pounds on the day of travel, and 2) I wasn't about to throw away a holiday in one of my favourite cities. So, we waited, and eventually we heard from the host. If I remember rightly, we'd been waiting for nearly 3 hours at this point? So yeah, not the greatest start... we literally got in, dumped our bags, I changed into shorts (READER, IT WAS BOILING) and off we went to the Eiffel Tower for which we had booked a specific time slot that was fast approaching...

If you've read my post from my last trip, you'll know I'd already been, but it was Alex's first time in Paris and how can you not go to the Eiffel Tower? Plus, I'd been in Autumn/Winter so the view hadn't been great. This time, it was 33C, with bright blue skies and not a cloud in sight. The views were much better this time, that's for sure.

That's a tiny Arc de Triomphe in the middle, which we went to next. Again, this is somewhere I had visited during my last trip, but that was a spontaneous 10pm 'hey, let's go to the Arc de Triomphe!' when the Eiffel Tower was all lit up and sparkly, and this was during the middle of the day. I'm a photography geek, okay, I need to see things in all lights...

After a long day of travelling and barely eating, we went to McDonald's where I discovered French McDonald's barely caters for vegetarians at all. I wasn't that surprised because I've always known France isn't great for vegetarians, but I thought I'd be safe with an international brand - I was wrong. Luckily, I'd prepared for this situation and brought lots of hot snacks (the kind where you just add boiling water and boom, delicious rice/pasta/greatness) with me from home. Girl's gotta eat.

The next day we went to Disneyland. It was an hour and a half on the train, and it was nice to get out of Paris a little bit. I'd never been to any of the Disney parks, so I was so excited! I got ears, obviously.

The following day was our last, and also the hottest. We walked along the river and had a quick look at Notre Dame Cathedral before heading to lunch at Hank Burger, one of my favourite (vegan!) restaurants. We had planned to visit Jardin de Luxembourg too, but we finally gave in to the heat and returned to the apartment to pack. We just couldn't cope with the heat anymore.

Just before leaving for Gare du Nord, we went to a supermarket so I could buy some snacks to take home, like bolognaise-flavoured Lays. I tried them last time and I knew I had to get some more - they sound disgusting but I promise they're delicious.

And that was the end of the trip! It was nice to go at a different time of year, and I'm still missing Disney even now - it really is the most magical place on earth.

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1 comment :

  1. Ahh I'm dying to go to Paris - it looks so beautiful!